Treasure Island

Angelic Warrior


A song that fell from the sky


a sound you can see
a taste you can touch
a voice like the wind
a chorus in the millions

a thought fills the soul
a breath fills the mind
light that penetrates deep in the dark
to see, to see to be blind

the angels crowd near
in a whispering field
to teach to be taught
and to love with the soul

not a sound of discord
simply grace and harmony
the harp strummed softly
the highest note of the heavens
sung from mouth-less lips

that pierce the body
and soothe the soul
that speak of the day
when The body is one

a thought fills the soul
a breath fills the mind
light that penetrates deep in the dark
to see, to see to be blind

each soul reunites
each breath of God's gift
each piece and part conjoin
to form whats right, what always was.

Submitted: Sunday, December 16, 2012
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